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ME

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LECTURAS 157
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Partes 2
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I cut I burn I'm tore apart from the real world everyone bullies me. why does everyone hate me i try to be so nice to them and what do i get in return treated like crap. So many reasons I cut my wrist so many ways to finally be dead now that i'm gonna be gone I hope you all are happy tonight the gun is loaded the rope is hung the pills are open the razor is done.  Black Veil Brides Have always been there for me and my best friend siara and Drayden  lily. So I guess this is my suicide letter so bye everyone we've had a nice run. All the names that I've been called slut,stupid,ugly they make fun of me being in foster care andTodos los derechos reservados

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